My last six months has not been quite such a hilarious romp like the Hugh Grant classic.  Well how could it have been?  Given that the numbers were in reverse order.  So going to a wedding last weekend has thankfully restored my faith in living when I was beginning to think that I should maybe promote myself as a professional mourner, like Dingding Mao here or should that be dingaling?

Dingding belly dances for the dead and frankly the thought of a belly dancer at a funeral is enough to carry anybody off.

Written by Tessa Barrie

Blogger from Jersey, Channel Islands UK who believes life's too short to be niche.

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